Greetings From Amsterdam

Think of this as a postcard from the Lowlands. We just arrived but so far it's been eventful.

In brief:

• Anyone who can sleep in steerage class on a plane is either lying or freakish. Oy. Almost makes me wish I'd spent 4K on business class.
• Mind you, we were from door to door in 10 hours - which is entirely amazing if you think about it.
• Also, can anyone tell me how they manage to deboard a 350-person flight in less time than it takes to do an American Airlines commuter plane?
  
• Jet lag is really something. I'm eating my way through it.
• Y'all know how I don't care about bread? Well, the bread here is like nothing you've ever tasted. OMG - so perfect. And the butter is cultured. Scott says, just like me:-)
  
• So many people told me the food here is mediocre. I haven't tasted anything yet that hasn't been delicious, in a full-fat, voluptuous way. Mind you, I'm going to great restaurants that cost a fortune. What can you do?
  
• It's freakin' November here. People are wearing coats. I had to buy a jacket (stupidly) cuz I somehow couldn't accept that it would be 13 degrees and overcast. It's seriously cold.
  
• The Amsterdamers remind me strangely of Torontonians. In fact, it's bizarre. When I arrived at the airport, it seemed I was back in Canada. In a very appealing way.
• The fashion: Utterly chic. Totally down-tempo. These peeps are dressing for the weather which, sadly, is a bitch. But a moody, impressionist bitch.
  

Will continue to communicate but I don't know if I' going to be able to get photos from the camera to the computer. I'm using an in-room Mac and everything is weird. I'm hopeful though, when jet lag abates, I'll have the wherewithal to figure it out - here's hoping I brought the right cables.

Kisses, K